After I had poured ice cold water on Ethan, grandma got me in trouble by saying that she also had a cooler with some ice cold water in it. Ethan wanted to get me back by dumping it all out on my head. I was hesitant, but figured that was only fair.
I let him - and it was so cold I couldn't catch my breath for a while. It reminded me of jumping into the lake at Camp Steiner to do the swim check for scout camp.
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